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Not Worth It

I hate it when my temper gets the best of me (because a bad mood is no excuse to be rude to other people), but I hate hate hate it more when I can’t do anything about it but suck it up and try my hardest to keep calm. And sulk. And wallow in self-pity for feeling as powerless as this.

I want nothing more than to stock up on appetite suppressants, starve starve starve starve myself to skinniness, and lock myself up in my room.


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